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The only other thing I have to say on this blog post today is this:
If a cameraman is so busy taking a picture of someone suffering that they can not put it down long enough to help someone else out, then that individual is a piece of shit.
Such is also the case with price gougers and people whose first response to any type of national disaster is, "My business in the area still did well."
If "me, me, me," types were one day forced to realize that "me, me, me" honestly serves no purpose, then maybe one day that "me, me, me" type of person might actually make a difference.
That is all for today.
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Wednesday, May 22, 2013
Tuesday, May 21, 2013
Be True To Yourself
Never allow those people who tell you that you can't do something to take over the part of your brain which tells you that you can.
Typed Within Two Minutes
I always wonder just how it is that music can help a person remember events in such a way that other things just can't. I have heard it said that teaching another person a different language can be learned easier if a person decides to sing the words instead of just writing them down or simply memorizing them alone.
I don't know what it is about music which does this to people. Is it the fact the notes make it easier to tune into a memory? I honestly don't know. Is it the song which is written down quicker that is more easily remembered? Who knows?
Last night I started humming a tune and realized it was something I had written almost 20 years ago. Who would have thought I would have remembered every single word, by simply humming a tune, nearly 20 years later?
I don't know. Perhaps it wasn't meant to be written down again until right now.
WHERE DID THIS LOVE GO?
I want to know
Where did this love go
When did I bury it
When did I smother it in this cold?
And I want to believe
I can touch feelings
And all the scratches on this heart
Wont forever bleed
CHORUS:
It doesn't make it any easier
To put on a paper face
Pretending that I never cared
Doesn't take the pain away
I long to let down these walls
And let what I feel show
Somebody please
Hand me the keys
That locked up me
Where did this love go?
And I don't want to need
Or believe
Another promise from those lips
I know you'll never keep
So let's make a stand
And let this end
If we walk away right now
Maybe one day we'll be friends
CHORUS:
It doesn't make it any easier
To put on a paper face
Pretending that I never cared
doesn't take the pain away
I long to let down these walls
And let what I feel show
Somebody please
Hand me the keys
That locked up me
Where did this love go?
Repeat chorus
"Where Did This Love Go?" Lyrics written by Shelly Rayedeane Copyright 2013
I don't know what it is about music which does this to people. Is it the fact the notes make it easier to tune into a memory? I honestly don't know. Is it the song which is written down quicker that is more easily remembered? Who knows?
Last night I started humming a tune and realized it was something I had written almost 20 years ago. Who would have thought I would have remembered every single word, by simply humming a tune, nearly 20 years later?
I don't know. Perhaps it wasn't meant to be written down again until right now.
WHERE DID THIS LOVE GO?
I want to know
Where did this love go
When did I bury it
When did I smother it in this cold?
And I want to believe
I can touch feelings
And all the scratches on this heart
Wont forever bleed
CHORUS:
It doesn't make it any easier
To put on a paper face
Pretending that I never cared
Doesn't take the pain away
I long to let down these walls
And let what I feel show
Somebody please
Hand me the keys
That locked up me
Where did this love go?
And I don't want to need
Or believe
Another promise from those lips
I know you'll never keep
So let's make a stand
And let this end
If we walk away right now
Maybe one day we'll be friends
CHORUS:
It doesn't make it any easier
To put on a paper face
Pretending that I never cared
doesn't take the pain away
I long to let down these walls
And let what I feel show
Somebody please
Hand me the keys
That locked up me
Where did this love go?
Repeat chorus
"Where Did This Love Go?" Lyrics written by Shelly Rayedeane Copyright 2013
Monday, May 20, 2013
I Am A Valuable Person
I don't believe in using multiple blog aliases if a person isn't willing to use their own name on the blog(s) they own.
I don't own any blogs anymore where I don't use my real name in conjunction with them. The reason being is this:
If a person is willing to talk about other people and use those people's real names, so that they come up in any given search engine, then that same person should also being willing to use their own name (in conjunction with it) so it can come up at the top of any given search engine as well.
Point being, the action of talking about other people while using different blog aliases are not the actions of a good person. They are actually the actions of cowards hoping to ride the coat tails of people who actually have the courage to do what it takes.
The moral of this blog post is this:
If you don't have the courage to tell people what you really think of them, directly to their faces, or without manipulating different blog aliases on the Internet, then what are you actually capable of if you have to hide behind other people to get the job done?
So please be valuable today. After all, death and life resides in the power of the sword of the tongue, and I doubt multiple blog aliases will help a person escape the evil they do if they are busy spreading libel about other people.
I don't own any blogs anymore where I don't use my real name in conjunction with them. The reason being is this:
If a person is willing to talk about other people and use those people's real names, so that they come up in any given search engine, then that same person should also being willing to use their own name (in conjunction with it) so it can come up at the top of any given search engine as well.
Point being, the action of talking about other people while using different blog aliases are not the actions of a good person. They are actually the actions of cowards hoping to ride the coat tails of people who actually have the courage to do what it takes.
The moral of this blog post is this:
If you don't have the courage to tell people what you really think of them, directly to their faces, or without manipulating different blog aliases on the Internet, then what are you actually capable of if you have to hide behind other people to get the job done?
So please be valuable today. After all, death and life resides in the power of the sword of the tongue, and I doubt multiple blog aliases will help a person escape the evil they do if they are busy spreading libel about other people.
Sunday, May 19, 2013
Walking On Sacred Ground
She doesn't wear a wedding ring
But it doesn't mean she's not married
She takes it off when she's out alone
And puts it back on when she goes home
Chorus
And I feel like I'm
Walking on Sacred ground
Every time she comes around
Don't you get your hopes up boys
She'll let you down
You should never walk
On sacred ground
It simply is what it is
When in a house of cards is where you live
And his name is Jack and She's his queen
And you're the foolish joker in between
Chorus
And I feel like I'm
Walking on sacred ground
Every time she comes around
So don't you get your hopes up boys
She'll let you down
You should never walk
On sacred ground
Repeat Chorus
(Fade)
"Walking On Sacred Ground" Lyrics written by Shelly Rayedeane Copyright © 2010
Saturday, May 18, 2013
Try, Try, Again
There are some days I wish that the side of me which holds the halo could use it to put a horseshoe on the side of me which has the horns.
Maybe then, I would make a believer out of of some of my critics.
Maybe then, I would make a believer out of of some of my critics.
Friday, May 17, 2013
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